Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 33 Is This Called Farming?

"What did you do?"

Noah looked up at the sky. Even in the gradually darkening evening, he could see the ring-like shock waves spreading toward the horizon, and a void centered on Iron Furnace City was particularly striking as it continued to expand.

Tonight, the dwarves gazing at the stars will see a more brilliant moonlit sky than ever before, because no clouds block the heavens now, leaving the vastness of the firmament making one’s heart feel cold.

"I recently improved a Nine Rings Spell, and decided to give the dwarves a demonstration and let them evaluate it."

Selena stood at the bow of the ship, watching Elken Copperbeard and numerous dwarf Elders chase after them, smiling lightly as she spoke.

However, Noah clearly saw the particularly unpleasant expressions on the faces of these dwarves, causing him to question,

"Did you really sign a century-long alliance with them?"

"Of course it’s true. They were very satisfied with the power of the spell I improved and didn’t refuse the terms I proposed.

Besides, I’ve already brought you here. If they won’t even give face to the honorable Golden Dragon, then I can only send them to meet the divine spirit of the dwarves in the sky."

Hearing this, Noah couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He was indeed the reason the Augustus family gave Ironforge dwarves some dignity.

Thus, Selena’s words could completely be interpreted as, if these dwarves won’t take dignity for themselves, then we will help them with that.

"Isn’t a hundred-year alliance too short?"

The Magic Energy Engine began to hum, protective arrays activated one by one, and the floating ship started to rise slowly.

"It’s not short. A hundred years is already enough; it’s the limit of the dwarves’ tolerance. Besides, if there’s still a need by then, we can renew it, though it might be led by others."

"Why others? A hundred years isn’t that long for you either."

Noah keenly noticed the peculiarity in his foster mother’s tone and immediately asked.

Though Selena was human by birth, as a spellcaster who had ascended to such a level, she had long since broken the shackles of racial bloodlines. Even if she couldn’t compare to the Dragon Clan, living for a millennium like an elf wasn’t an issue.

"Because I’m a spellcaster. I won’t stay in one place for long. One day, I might travel to the major planes like your parents. So by then, others will do what I’m doing today."

Selena reached out, gently stroking the scales on the Golden Dragon. The smooth, jade-like texture gave her great enjoyment, her long, narrow eyes squinting slightly, her tone lazy.

"Wait a minute, my father and mother, did they go traveling?"

The young dragon instantly caught the key point,

"I remember they told me at the time that they were responding to the call of an elder to participate in a great war against evil."

"If you have a good mindset, going to other planes to participate in a war can also be considered a somewhat intense journey."

"That’s too far-fetched."

Noah was particularly displeased, but this dissatisfaction was more directed toward his biological parents.

Though the foster parents chosen for him were very nice, it couldn’t cover up their failure to fulfill their upbringing duties. If it was truly to fight against evil, it was barely understandable, but if not, it would be too reprehensible.

"Little Noah, I can only offer this explanation. If you truly want to know, then grow up quickly and follow in your parents’ footsteps to see for yourself."

"I would like to, but it’s not something I can rush."

True Dragon Species takes at least two hundred years to reach adulthood, and based on his prolonged hatchling phase, Noah figured it might take even longer for him.

This is the price that dragons with higher potential must endure. As the limit of life increases and the lifespan extends, each life cycle naturally extends along with it.

This is completely different from short-lived species, who can bloom a very dazzling radiance within just a few decades.

However, Noah didn’t envy this. The Golden Dragon bloodline, which guarantees his legendary status, made him quite satisfied. The only drawback was the long growth period, but does that really count as a flaw?

Of course not!

"This doesn’t seem to be the way home."

The dim sky couldn’t affect the Golden Dragon’s vision, and the mountains and rivers below appeared unfamiliar to Noah, without a hint of familiarity.

"Since I’m taking you out, of course, I should show you around. Are you in such a hurry to get back?"

"But I don’t think you have the time to take me on a stroll."

Noah said in a quiet tone.

"What a clever little dragon!"

Selena laughed at his words and gave Noah a playful tug.

As Noah expected, this Lady had no free time whatsoever. This trip wasn’t just about making Ironforge submit to the Augustus family, but also a tour of the entire Duke Territory, especially the previously independent pioneering noble territories, now the Augustus vassals.

She was there to declare her presence to these family retainers, making those defiant pioneering nobles realize that even if her partner, the newly-promoted legendary Casius, didn’t take action, as an Extreme Intent spellcaster, she could suppress any rebellion.

With each stop on their tour, Noah’s presence spread far and wide, as the Golden Dragon’s majestic form was too dazzling to miss, inevitably becoming the most distinguished presence wherever they appeared.

The Great Duke, acknowledged by the Golden Dragon!

This layer of identity boost might be dispensable to border nobility, but when recruiting dwarves, gnomes, halflings, elves, and other humanoid races, it had unexpectedly potent effects.

In regard to this matter, Noah felt no dissatisfaction; rather, he was quite reassured. After all, a mutually beneficial relationship is the only way to endure. If he were to keep taking, it would make him uneasy, especially since his Dragon Father and Dragon Mother hadn’t paid even a single copper coin for him.

"What are you looking at?"

Seeing Noah lying on the ship’s railing, stretching his head out and peering below without moving for a long time, Selena asked out of curiosity, also glancing down.

In the vast plains undulating with green waves below, the silhouettes of raggedly dressed farmers moving could be vaguely seen.

"What are they doing?"

Noah couldn’t resist anymore.

"This should be the spring sowing season, those are farmers, probably sowing seeds."

Selena answered casually, casting a puzzled look at the Golden Dragon, wondering why dragons would be interested in the production activities of humans.

"They’re sowing?"

The Golden Dragon’s pupils couldn’t help but enlarge, a physiological reaction caused by extreme surprise.

"Yes, is there a problem?"

The Lady glanced down again, failing to see what was off, feeling it was inexplicable.

"They don’t even weed or till the soil, yet they call that farming? These people call themselves farmers? That’s clearly just primitive slash-and-burn wild people!"